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ABOLITIONISM UNVEILED.
nation can be concentrated in sustaining the rights and
honor of the United States. Not like the petty States of
Greece, wasting our means and strength in intestine broils
and collisions, thus destroying and eating up each other's
vitals. No, no, we are reposing quietly like lambs here
at home; but let some great emergency call these sleeping
energies forth; let some foreign -ay, any nation upon
earth, trample upon our rights or insult our flag, then we
are terrible-I might say, invincible in battle array. But
I must travel.
"I have not yet, but once, been out of the bounds of my
native State. I am a Southerner in reality. I have seen
nothing but cotton-fields, worked by slaves, all my life.
Well, these creatures, notwithstanding, appear happy. I
am disposed to think no other laborers are better fed,
have more comfortable houses, or work less. This is only
my naked impression. They surely are contented-they
have no cares or anxieties for to-morrow. Oh! how miuch
have I been amused with their dancing-their very souls
seemed absorbed in the amusement. Well, well, these
things I have seen-let them pass.
"Now, the inquiry with me is, Where shall I spend the
summer I must think. I have an uncle-a hospitable
old gentleman-residing on the bank of the Ohio river, in
Kentucky. Yes, many years ago, while I was a mere
boy, I was there. I shall always remember him and his
family, for I spent my time there so pleasantly. He had
some pretty little daughters, with fine rosy cheeks, and
black eyes. Sweet cousins they were. Methinks I would
not know them now. They have grown up, married, and
moved away.
"Oh! what a mighty change time makesl Then,
again, he had some good, old, faithful servants. How
kindly they treated me. If I should arrive there, I shall
see them all again. My uncle was a kind and humane
man. His slaves all loved him, and rendered a cheerful
obedience to his commands. A family so happy I wish
once more to visit. My parents will consent, and 1 am
decided to go. Yes, ye! I must once more sit on the
banks of the placid Ohio, and on the flowery banks of
that little meandering stream Big Bone. How delightful
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